I'm probably going through your I'm probably going through your veins
I'm probably going through your
I'm probably going through your
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
I'm brown and six feet, Michael Jackson's mini-me, Prince, Paris and Me
Neverland, Neverland, Neverland
Every one of us came from the motherland
Some of them tried to hit, but it never lands
Never have, never have, never have
How dare you come for Genie
Are you f*cking mentally, insane
She's drowsy lately
Might be that Cosby, baby
I'm inspired by Mega, I'm inspired by Cass
Everybody wins cause everybody can
Everybody raps, but not everybody can
Most of them shit, but everybody stans, mmm rahh
Genie, Genie, Genie, No
Most of them suck, but you gotta let it go
Blow, blow their job like a grenade, her friends ugly, uh-huh
Rub, rub three times
Genie came out and took them to Mars like NASA, ayy, ayy, I'm in SA uh-huh
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
I'm driving 60 in an 80
Limit speed in my comfy leather seat
In Durban, we curving, in CPT we be splurging
Bloemfontein, we are free, PTA Union building
In Jozi, Jozi, we're Goldie, Gold reef
The city of light is calling my different names, yeah, my different names
Genie Brown and Eugène is foreign
I'm probably going through your veins
I'm probably going through your
Ca-ca-cause my flow's insane
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel Genie B
Brown Genie
Je m'appel